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Benefactor	By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 116200 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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A/N: Kind of a short chapter but it just did not want to get longer so I decided to post it anyway. Shit gets reeeeal here.

Draco lay half asleep curled up around his Angel. He had made the mistake of letting his mind wander at dinner and had invariably led to thinking about his Angel with his stomach extended in pregnancy. Draco had tried to direct his thoughts away but he hadn’t been able to and had all but dragged the boy into the bedroom to fuck until they were both exhausted. Harry had been surprised but willing, he hadn’t even seemed to notice how often Draco would kiss his stomach. Draco sighed and pulled his Angel closer to himself, his hand resting over Harry’s flat stomach.
The muscles there were tight and firm but Draco knew that under them his child was growing and it almost made him want to take Harry again despite how tired he was. Draco buried his nose in the boy’s hair and realized that he just couldn’t do it. He couldn’t end the pregnancy no matter how dangerous it was. He loved Harry enough to not want to hurt him but his resolve was not nearly enough to fight against the amount of pleasure he got from knowing his Angel was pregnant with his child.
His hand stroked Harry’s stomach and a smile tugged at his lips. “We’re going to have a baby, Angel,” he murmured, knowing that Harry was asleep already. “You’re going to get big and not fit in your dresses but that’s okay. Because you’ll be doing something even better…”
Draco told himself he’d be more careful after the baby was born. That he would wait until Harry was a touch older to allow such a risk again. But deep down he knew he wouldn’t. He couldn’t make himself no matter how much he knew he should. He loved the idea of it too much.
When he first found himself, as a teenager, staring at little boys and fantasizing about them, Draco had been horrified by himself. He had done everything he could think of to adjust himself to focus on girls his own age. On boys his own age after that when the girls failed. Older women. Older men. But invariably he had found he just couldn’t get the perverted thoughts out of his head. Now that he found himself in the current position he was in, wrapped around a naked prepubescent boy, Draco realized fighting it had been futile to begin with. He couldn’t really imagine anything different at this point even if he knew he should still be fighting against the urges as much as he could.
More than a little part of him blamed Slughorn for his current perversion. Even if the old bastard was helping now he’d started the whole thing. Draco could still remember sitting on the man’s lap and pretending he didn’t notice the hand down his trousers. Of not telling his father for fear of being punished for some reason. He even remembered the immense pain of losing his virginity to the older man but not daring to protest. Draco sighed and shook his head. He hated himself for doing the same thing to Harry but it just felt so good he couldn’t stop himself. And he wasn’t doing as bad to Harry. Harry at least liked what was being done to him. He wanted to be with Draco.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and Draco frowned some. He looked over at the clock and saw it was ungodly late. Frowning more he unwound himself from his angel and grabbed his robe.
He grabbed his wand off the side table, not trusting a random knock on his flat’s door so late at night. Draco went to the door cautiously and looked out of the peephole. His eyes widened at the robe on the man outside his door. He didn’t know the man personally but the robe and the patch on the front of it told Draco everything he needed to know.
Draco quickly backed away from the door and headed back to the master bedroom. Why was an aurorer here? There was no reason for an aurorer to be at his flat! Especially not this late at night. There was way too much incriminating evidence around the place: contraband potions and ingredients, obvious evidence of sex, and an underage boy naked in his bed. He’d never be able to hide it all in time. The aurorer would spot something. Draco knew it.
He had to get out of here. Get Harry and go somewhere that they wouldn’t think to look. Otherwise he’d lose everything and Draco couldn’t let that happen. He needed his Angel.
He turned the corner to go back and gather Harry but came up short at the wand that was pointed dead at the center of his head. He followed the line of it back to the pink haired aurorer holding it at him. “Going somewhere?” she asked. Draco pushed his immediate reaction down and tried to remain stoic. The pink haired witch looked furious, her hair was changing into a fiery red even as Draco looked at it. This was very very bad. How had she gotten past his wards? Why were they even here in the first place?!
Another aurorer came up behind Draco and the Malfoy heir wasn’t terribly surprised to see that it was the man from the hall. They had planned on him trying to run. “Well?” the tall black man asked even as he reached out and took Malfoy’s wand from his hand. Draco thought it best to not fight that. Not yet.
The now redhead nodded some. “The boy was in there like the tip said. There’s no way he’s old enough to consent,” she said in a near hiss.
Draco started some at the idea that someone had given a ‘tip’ but did his best to mask it. Who could have tipped the aurorers off? He’d only told Slughorn and he had just as much to lose as Draco did. Maybe more since he’d touched far more boys than Draco had. “Mr. Malfoy. You’re under arrest for sexual assault and child molestation,” the man said as he grabbed Draco’s arm.
Draco didn’t wait for the man to have a good grip and dropped down to elbow him hard in the gut. The woman fired off a spell almost instantly but it barely missed Draco’s head and slammed into the floor where it left a large scorch mark.
Malfoy whipped around and punched the man hard, sending him sprawling back and crashing into the dining room table. Draco didn’t wait to see if he would get up again or not. He had to take advantage of the element of surprise.
The blonde pushed past the woman, slamming her into the wall carelessly, and darted into his bedroom. The bed was empty and Draco came to a sudden stop in shock. Where was Harry?! He only had a few seconds to process that the aurorers must have apparated Harry out of his house first before Draco heard the pair of them recovering. He quickly apparated himself. He would get his Angel back. But he had to escape himself first.
He found himself in Nocturn Alley and hurried down the street. He needed a replacement wand and a place to lay low until he could find Harry. He knew that the aurorers would make sure Harry was healthy though Draco had a sinking feeling that they might terminate the pregnancy. Forcing the thoughts back as far as he could, Draco hurried into the black market to get to the nearest shop selling wands made of things that weren’t allowed anymore. He would need something powerful to get his Angel back.
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